I am surrounded by boxes, packing tape and I've finding things that I forgot existed. Ah, the joys of moving. I feel like this is my new beginning. I am tossing out old things to make room for new things. The great purge.
I am very much looking forward to my new resting place. It's a very old apartment building in uptown. Imagine Melrose Place of the 1930's. Even my stove is circa 1950.
The most exciting thing is that I am walking distance to my favourite hang out spot. It's also a short drive to everything we ever need. This may actually prove dangerous.
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